A series of dull footsteps echoed in the valley, and it sounded particularly harsh on the quiet mountain path.

Nighthawk counted his steps silently! The dull steps were chaotic and rhythmless, but there was a slight brisk sound mixed with a subtle sound. The speed was very slow, and gradually walked towards the church halfway up the mountain.

"Two old guys lead a master!" Almost murmured, Nighthawk said to the big bull beside him.

The big bull looked cruel and excited, constantly squeezing the grass under him! The big bad guy who was about to kill them without a burial place was finally coming! And there were only three people. He was about to kill the bad guy's excitement, and the big bull's head was bulging like a balloon.

Under the moonlight, the general with silver and pale hair, supported by the young man beside him, tremblingly crossed the last step, panting and greeting the old man who was almost unable to move behind him, and said with a smile: "Liu Changshan, I said, can you hurry up? You think you were a scout back then! Why did you become this kind of virtue when you are old?"

Amid the laughter and scolding, Liu Changshan was already like a staggering old cow, slowly moving to the general. He sat down on the ground and stopped leaving like a trick. He panted and said, "Old thing! You are not much better, you still need someone to support me! We are old, and I still recognize you. Unlike you, you are still busy with this and that all day long, are you tired?"

The general laughed and said in a slight manner: "Then have you been with me for most of your life! If you were so open-minded, you wouldn't have been living a life of my old arms and legs."

Liu Changshan's old face turned red and he held it in for a long time before shouting: "Old thing, you have also been on the pirate ship. You think I am willing! If it weren't for our children and grandchildren, I would have gone back to enjoy the happiness long ago!"

Looking at the old friend on the ground's scoundrel argument, the general refused to comment, and could only laugh: "Let's go! Don't let others wait for a long time."

The young man who was originally supporting the general helped Liu Changshan up with a smirk, slapped the soil on his body, and followed the general side by side toward the church.

"Huh?" Suddenly, the general stopped! Without any precautions, Liu Changshan, who was still nagging in his mouth, hit the general's back, and before he could complain, the heavy and powerful hands of his relatives were pressing tightly against his shoulders.

Liu Changshan looked through the general's slightly old shoulders. Under the moonlight, beside the dilapidated church, two leisurely and self-drinking people were looking at them with smiles.

For these two people who suddenly entered their eyes, the general returned to calmness from his initial shock. His cold face could not show any expression. Only the clenched fists and slightly trembling bodies of his relatives could Liu Changshan notice that danger was coming.

"Hello, Director! Long time no see! It's really hard to see you! I almost died!" Old Zhou stood up with a relaxed look on his face, laughing at the general. In Liu Changshan's eyes, even if his old friends reunite, he couldn't tell at all the danger.

The general also smiled slightly and walked slowly towards Lao Zhou: "You guy is really lucky! Like a bed bug, you can't kill him. Unexpectedly, we still have a day to meet alive! Why, how many guns are facing me now!"

Liu Changshan was shocked and sweated all over his body, and he couldn't help but look around timidly. He finally knew that it was extremely dangerous and life was at risk at any time. But around the dark hole, he couldn't even see half a shadow. Liu Changshan had to pray in cold sweat that things would not be too bad!

Old Zhou smiled and asked with pain and regret: "General! Director! Old Chief! Why, why are these? Why is this soldier who devoted his life to the Republic! When he is old, he still has to sell his faith that he has believed in for the rest of his life?"

Old Zhou was in great pain, but the general laughed so hard that he asked mockingly: "Are you scared?"

Old Zhou was shocked and said solemnly: "I can reach this point today, completely following your footsteps. Without you, I might have been that disheartened scout! You are my enlightenment, my teacher, and my guide! If you need it, my life can be handed over to you at any time! But it is definitely not after you betray the motherland!"

Lao Zhou spoke harshly. At the white-haired old man in front of him who guided him all the way, Lao Zhou looked at him tightly. He didn't understand why this once-combined combination of ideals and glory has become a hand of sin now?

The general nodded and smiled and said, "I know you are not afraid! Just like when I first met you! You are a brave soldier, treating your enemies like evil spirits, and treating your comrades like brothers. It is precisely because of this that I chose you, choose you, complete your great cause for me, and fulfill your dreams in my heart."

"Dream? Is your dream to destroy our great rivers and mountains with those separatists and terrorists? Is your dream to personally destroy all the careers we have given for? Is your dream to pave the way for your unrealistic tomorrow with the lives of countless comrades? Bah! Bastard dream! You are just lying!" Lao Zhou was already in tears. Looking at the idol in his once heart, Lao Zhou felt that his original ideal was gone forever. The teacher deceived him.

The general was slightly stunned, as if he had touched something sad. But then he returned to normal and said in a stern tone: "Since ancient times, he has achieved great success and has been in great success. When I succeed, their deaths will no longer be worthless! They are all sacrificed for the ideals and future of the new world! Those who live in the new world will always remember their merits."

"You are such a bastard!" Old Zhou could no longer bear it and slapped the general's sector violently.

"Bang. Bang!" Two sounds sounded. Blood slowly flowed out of the corner of the general's mouth. The young man behind him stood aside with his right hand in pain, and the blood kept flowing out of his wrist. But he did not hum a half, and his eyes were just staring at the Nighthawk slowly walking out of the church woods. In the Nighthawk's hand, the smoke from the pistol had not yet dissipated!

Lao Zhou looked at the Nighthawk gratefully. If it weren't for the Nighthawk, he had already been punched by a young man when he was slapping the general just now. The general's face was stiff, and after slapping, he could not see any expression on his face. He just felt that he was getting colder.

Liu Changshan fought with his teeth behind him, and he was so scared that he was terrified. It was said that people were old and cherished their lives, and they were not false to him at all. But when he saw his old friend being beaten, he still trembled and came forward and said tremblingly: "You, you don't need to beat him! People will make mistakes! He is so old, so you can let him go!"

"Shut up!" Liu Changshan shivered suddenly, and looked at his old friend with a fierce look incredibly in a blink of an eye, glaring at his old friend. After so many years, the general has never been angry with this old friend, but today Liu Changshan seemed to see an evil ghost and did not know this old friend with white hair and beard. He couldn't help but stand aside in shock and couldn't speak for a long time.

The general turned his face fiercely and said resolutely: "The success and the king will succeed and the enemy will lose. You are the winners, kill me! But please let him go!" He pointed to Liu Changshan, who looked dull, and said: "He has nothing to do with the whole thing, he is just a little person running errands! As for me, you can do whatever you want!"

He closed his eyes slightly, and the general looked resigned to fate.

Master Wen slowly stood up, patted the angry Lao Zhou, and said to the general: "I want to know why you chose this path?"

The general opened his eyes and looked at Master Wen with a deep face. Suddenly, he laughed, and his smile was so miserable: "It's you! Hahahaha! I said how could I be defeated so inexplicably and a mess! Hahahaha! This time, I was willing to die! This is all retribution!" The general smiled so hard. Ye Ying and Lao Zhou couldn't help but turn to look at Master Wen. Mr. Wen's face was extremely cold, without any abnormality.

"You haven't answered my question yet! Why? You chose this path?" Master Wen asked lightly.

The general's laughter ended suddenly, his eyes were red, and he stared at Master Wen and said, "You should have understood this thirty years ago! Do you still need to ask me? You, a ghost who can't die, do you still want to throw away everything for this government that has harmed you for the rest of your life? Have you forgotten those dead?"

The general shouted almost shrillly, and the sounds shook the people present. Nighthawk and Lao Zhou felt as if they were in a dense pool of fog, being pulled down by the general's words! There was no chance to struggle.

Master Wen suddenly smiled slightly, and said firmly under the general's crazy expression: "Because I know that it is their ideal and also my ideal! I want to live for those who have died! Unlike you, who betrayed my own beliefs and betrayed the loyal motherland! He even betrayed "him!" Even if you go downstairs, you have no face to see him." After that, Master Wen turned around and went straight down the mountain, and no longer cared about the general who was as stupid as a wooden chicken.

"I betrayed "him". I betrayed "him"!" The general kept muttering Master Wen's words, wandering around in a mad manner like a demon. After a long time, he stopped under the surprised eyes of everyone, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"You idiot! idiot! What have you done in your life?" Suddenly, the general collapsed all over and knelt on the ground and started crying loudly.

Nighthawk and Lao Zhou looked at each other, not knowing which string the old man was in the wrong way, and they cried and laughed. But it was certain that his current virtue had a lot to do with what Mr. Wen had just said.

The general gradually stopped crying, shook away the support of the young man around him and Liu Changshan, stood up tremblingly, staring at Lao Zhou and Nighthawk.

"Nothing to say! If you are wrong, you are wrong! Anyway, I will die! But these two people really have nothing to do with everything! Let them go!"

The general suddenly laughed! Blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth and his body fell backwards.

"No, he's taking poison!" Old Zhou shouted and rushed forward. He touched the general's pulse, stood up and sighed and shook his head: "Potassium cyanide, no one can be saved!"

Liu Changshan and the injured young man threw themselves on the general's body together, and the cry of grief resounded throughout the valley!

Nighthawk suddenly saw the general's face before his death still had a smile, without any pain, as relaxed and comfortable as if he was relieved. He did not expect the terribleness of death. Perhaps he had already been used to the company of death.
Chapter completed!